The Tragic True Person Huang Long

Ye Changqing once again unleashed his Life-Draining Ultimate Skill. Just a sliver of Great Dao Will was enough to make Daoist Randeng and Grand Master Xuandu gasp for air.

Guang Chengzi wielded the Fan Tian Seal, desperately resisting, but he couldn't straighten his proud spine.

Crack, crack!

"Ah!"

For a time, the sounds of shattering bones and their screams echoed endlessly.

After a few breaths, Ye Changqing couldn't hold on, his aura plummeting.

The Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals and Grand Master Xuandu seized this opening to flee.

Although Ye Changqing appeared extremely weak now, who knew if he would go all out and take one of them with him?

Daoist Randeng had previously descended from his cloud, but he was nowhere to be found on Three Immortal Island; he had likely already escaped using Water Escape.

The Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals also used their unique skills, fleeing in different directions.

True Person Huang Long had already escaped to the sea surface in the blink of an eye, and his heart rejoiced.

As his name suggested, he was of Dragon Clan origin. Once he reached the water, no one would be able to catch him.

"Catch him!"

Ye Changqing ignored his injuries and quickly instructed Zhao Gongming and San Xiao.

The first rule of the Jie Cult: Pick on the weak!

True Person Huang Long was the lowest-ranked among the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, possessing no presence.

The Chan Sect's doctrine was to expound the Heavenly Dao for all living beings.

Venerable Primordial, considering himself the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, looked down upon creatures with fur and horns.

Therefore, Venerable Primordial accepting True Person Huang Long as a disciple was also to silence the gossip of the world.

In fact, Laozi accepting Grand Master Xuandu as a disciple served the same purpose.

True Person Huang Long, merely there to make up the numbers, naturally didn't catch Venerable Primordial's eye, not even receiving a single magical treasure.

In the future Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, True Person Huang Long would become the "Four-No's True Person."

No magical treasure, no disciples, no brains, no achievements.

True Person Huang Long transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang yellow dragon in the sky, rushing towards the sea surface with all his might.

Suddenly, the previously churning waves froze in mid-air, and the sea surface instantly became calm.

Time seemed to stop at this moment!

True Person Huang Long plunged headfirst into the sea, only to land face-first on the ground as the sea had become incredibly hard.

What was going on?

Before he could think further, two golden flood dragons, one yin and one yang, coiled around each other and attacked him.

True Person Huang Long's face instantly changed. He recognized them as San Xiao's magical treasure, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.

These scissors, formed by two flood dragons, absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon.

When wielded in the air, they moved up and down, protected by auspicious clouds, their heads together like scissors, their tails intertwined like a handle.

Once unleashed, their power was immense; with a snap, they would cut anything in two, rendering resistance impossible.

True Person Huang Long had no choice but to quickly revert to human form, holding a celestial sword to block the two flood dragons.

With a crack, the sword snapped, giving him no time to react.

"Ah!"

After a scream, True Person Huang Long was cut in two by the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, his lower half falling into the sea and turning into a mist of blood.

"Senior Disciple Brother Ye, spare my life!"

Facing death, True Person Huang Long had to yield and beg for mercy.

The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors had returned to their magical treasure form, clamping onto his head. With the slightest carelessness, he would perish on the spot.

"Bring him here!"

Ye Changqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and instructed Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming obeyed his Senior Disciple Brother's command, retrieved the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls from the sea, sealed True Person Huang Long's magic power, and brought him before Ye Changqing.

Bang!

Ye Changqing struck the jade coffin previously sent by the Chan Sect, shattering it into powder.

True Person Huang Long trembled all over and quickly began to beg for mercy. When he tried to kowtow, he remembered his lower half was gone.

"Huang Long, I remember you're from the Dragon Clan, right?"

"It wasn't easy for you in the Chan Sect, was it?"

Ye Changqing's words made True Person Huang Long's trembling body suddenly pause. He even forgot the pain of losing half his body.

When he was in the Dragon Clan, he was bullied by his own kind because of his low bloodline.

On Kunlun Mountain, the Master disliked him due to his origins, and his fellow disciples looked down on him.

Thinking of the grievances he had suffered over the years, True Person Huang Long felt a sting in his nose.

True Person Huang Long stared blankly at Ye Changqing, completely unaware of what he intended to do.

Ye Changqing casually tossed him a pill, telling him to reshape his legs.

The reason he treated True Person Huang Long this way was because True Person Huang Long had not stained his hands with the blood of Jie Cult disciples.

If it were anyone else among the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, he would have shown no mercy.

Ye Changqing loved the three thousand li of Peach Blossom Forest on Three Immortal Island, but it was destroyed under the attack of Guang Chengzi's Fan Tian Seal.

Since True Person Huang Long was of the same sect as him, restoring the Peach Blossom Forest was naturally his responsibility.

True Person Huang Long stared speechlessly at the three thousand li of Peach Blossom Forest. Could this be considered a punishment?

He then transformed into his Dragon Clan true form again, conjuring clouds and rain in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the peach blossoms bloomed once more.

Ye Changqing also kept his word and let him leave directly.

After sending True Person Huang Long away, Ye Changqing could no longer hold back and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Others spent money to get stronger, but for him, it was spending his life.

Releasing the Great Dao Will twice in succession caused his already unstable Primordial Spirit to begin to collapse, and his True Spirit was also significantly depleted.

He now only had seventy to eighty years of lifespan left.

He had to speed up his plans!

When True Person Huang Long's screams echoed, the others had already escaped the East Sea.

On the shores of the East Sea, Daoist Randeng had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Damn Ye Changqing!"

Just as he finished cursing, he heard an ox's bellow. Grand Master Xuandu, riding a Green Ox, flew over in a sorry state.

Daoist Randeng couldn't help but feel envious as he looked at the Taiji Diagram floating above Grand Master Xuandu's head.

As expected of the Human Sect's only successor!

A moment later, the remaining eleven Golden Immortals also fled back from all directions, with only True Person Huang Long still missing.

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

True Lord Qingxu Daode asked Daoist Randeng with a face full of worry.

Their original plan was to regain their honor, but not only did they lose face again, but they also lost one of their own.

How would they explain this to Venerable Primordial when they returned?

Daoist Randeng's expression was also grim. He closed his eyes, contemplating a solution.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he focused his gaze on Grand Master Xuandu.

Since Ye Changqing was nearing his end, why not we send him off!

Grand Master Xuandu was skilled in alchemy and could naturally concoct poisons.

A bottle of potion to accelerate the dissipation of the True Spirit would make it impossible for Ye Changqing to survive.

A hint of malice appeared in Daoist Randeng's eyes as he stroked his beard and swept his gaze over the Chan Sect disciples present.

Who should be sent?

As he was agonizing over this, a giant dragon appeared from where the sea met the sky. Who else could it be but the captured True Person Huang Long?

There!

Daoist Randeng's eyes lit up. No one was more suitable than True Person Huang Long!